These are the others items remaining in the box: two of my grandmother King’s God’s Minute, one much older than the other with little notes scattered within the pages, a small bible that belonged to me when I was about 5 years old, the large flag from my grandfather Kings military burial and my daughter Becky’s Easter hat.
I am a spiritual, yet not religious man, so the Christian artifacts have no meaning to me other than they were important to my grandmother, who helped raise me. My grandfather’s flag I waved proudly on 9/11. My daughters hat represents a sad failure and combined with a teddy bear I can’t remember cuddling, the box sums up my past.
I also know I have an amazing guardian angel who has saved my life so many times and perhaps these items hold the key to that spiritual connection…
Update: I just kissed and hugged my teddy bear as I put them all back in the box, and I think I remember…
My goodness, I just realized that Christopher must be in his mid to late twenties. Have you had any contact with him?
He’s almost thirty. He’s also the proud dad of one of my two known great-grandaughters. Click here!
I must have missed that post with the great-granddaughters pictures or didn’t realize it was Christopher. Where did the time go? The girls are so cute. Wow, you’re a great grandfather before I’m a great grandma.